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The feeling of waking up after one had the shit beat out of them was not a nice feeling. Especially for (m/n) who literally had no muscle and was classified even by Haruto himself as a stick figure. Some groaning and small yelps of pain had brought Trafalgar to the room in which his friend had gotten up in. Bandages were wrapped across his chest and arms. He narrowed his eyes as the (h/c) haired man prodded at his shoulder, where the pain was worst.

“You broke four of your ribs and even dislocated your shoulder, yet you continued fighting. Are you an idiot?” Trafalgar said, and (m/n) glared at him before stretching his arm. Trafalgar sighed as the man winced and cussed as he inspected his shoulder again. “Seriously (m/n). If we hadn’t gotten you when we had, you would either have died from internal bleeding or hypothermia.”

“It’s not as if I could do anything other than escape. What do you think I am, a damsel in distress. Sorry to burst your bubble, but there was no way in hell I was going to stay there like a “good little boy”. If anything, I was going to fight my way out, and that’s what I did.” Trafalgar sighed before walking up to the smaller man, and slapping him. A look of shock spread over (m/n)’s face, before he burst out laughing. “Man, Law! You’ve gotten weak, there was no pack in that slap.”

“You want me to slap you again?” Trafalgar asked as he pushed (m/n) down and went over to grab some more bandages. “You’re too reckless, not only did you fight over thirty people by yourself, but you did so after jumping out of a window. In, you did so in the middle of winter while wearing only a shirt. I think I have the right to slap you as much as I want. You aren’t part of a group anymore, (m/n). And you haven’t fought in years, what did you expect the outcome to be?” (m/n) hummed, before lifting his arm so that Trafalgar could wrap it.

“I didn’t expect much. But you don’t have enough faith in me. ‘The Mask’ is still somewhere in here. But you’re right, I shouldn’t have gotten hit so many times.” Trafalgar sighed again, placing the bandage aside before he started walking for the door. “Law, where is Ace, I need to talk to him this instant. Tell him to bring Haruto too, I need to talk to him as well.”

“I’ll get them right now. Oh, and before I forget.” He turned back to face (m/n) and tossed him a small object. (m/n) caught it and froze. Trafalgar gave him a bored look as (m/n) pocketed the object. “I also found some more information on subject 99. I take it that you’ll need that later.” (m/n) nodded, smiling at Trafalgar.

“Thanks Law, although I didn’t really expect you to get it.” Trafalgar snorted,

“Who do you think I am? Kid?” (m/n) laughed as he played with the object within his pocket.

“No, you are much more reliable than Eustass. Good job Trafalgar, as anticipated, you are a good errand boy.” Trafalgar snorted before walking out of the room, leaving (m/n) smiling. He then gave himself time to think. Anyone who met him for the first time, would think that he was a polite person who respected boundaries. They would think that he was an author that was extremely dedicated to his work, and maybe a bit unsociable. But get to know him like Ace did, and you would have a completely different picture.

“I am like a child assassin. At first glance, I appear innocent, but turn your back on me for a second and game over for you.” He said out loud, jumping when he heard a chuckle at the door.

“That sure is right. In public you’re nice and hardworking, but if you ever get torn from a crowd and faced with someone you don’t like, you go cold and deadly. At least that’s how you were back when you worked for me. Isn’t that right, (m/n)?” He smiled at the tall man that entered the room.

“Whitebeard, I didn’t expect you to still be here.” Whitebeard laughed and stepped aside to reveal Ace and Haruto, who looked revealed that he was awake. Whitebeard smiled at the two, before leaving himself. Haruto jumped for (m/n) , but stopped himself as he remembered what had happened the last time he had tried. Ace walked up to (m/n) and whispered something in his ear so that Haruto couldn't hear.
“Shanks went to take care of Doflamingo’s system. I’m going after Aoki.”

“Good luck, tell Shanks that he should pay mind to those strings that Doflamingo likes to pull. They tend to leave people in tangled messes.” Ace nodded before tipping his hat to Haruto and leaving. “Now, now Haruto, it isn’t very polite to not tell your dad what you really are.” (m/n) chided as he drank some water that had been resting beside him. Haruto looked over at (m/n) with wide eyes as his adoptive father just smirked.

“How… How did you-,”

“Honestly did you expect me not to know? The first time I saw you you had gotten a gem out of a high security store. In addition, you claim to have been clumsy your whole life, but you caught a glass when I dropped it the other day. You’re reflexes are on point, and you also don’t have the body of someone who doesn’t do sport. Not that I mind you’re a personal assassin, but really. I’m not as dumb as some might think.” (m/n) summarised as Haruto just stared at him in shock.

“But… how would you know I’m an assassin?” (m/n) tilted his head to the side as he smiled.

“Because I used to be one.” Haruto’s took a step back as (m/n) laughed slightly. “Even the most beautifully sculpted roses have thorns. And I happen to be one that’s covered in poison. Oh well, I’m no longer an assassin, so calm yourself. That was years ago.” Haruto nodded and (m/n) sighed. “Sorry, I must have freaked you out huh?” Haruto nodded slightly,

“Yeah, kinda. I just didn’t expect it, since you’re so nice and all.” (m/n) hummed, and Haruto felt the atmosphere go from really tense to very friendly.

“Well who cares about the past. In my opinion, it just causes pain. As soon as Trafalgar deems it okay for me to leave, we’ll go roast those marshmallows, eh?” Haruto was dumbfounded as the sudden change in mood, but quickly shook it off as he smiled awkwardly at the 23 year old in front of him.

“Sure.” But what he didn’t know, was that at the moment, (m/n) was trying his best not to think about all the possibilities that could stop him from spending time with the teen. His number one worry being… Just before he could say something else, Trafalgar came running into the room, sweat beads forming on his head as he shouted at the (h/c) haired man,

“(m/n)! Aoki wasn’t at his hideout! Apparently he’s heading straight here!”

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The feeling of waking up after one had the shit beat out of them was not a nice feeling. Especially for (m/n) who literally had no muscle and was classified even by Haruto himself as a stick figure. Some groaning and small yelps of pain had brought Trafalgar to the room in which his friend had gotten up in. Bandages were wrapped across his chest and arms. He narrowed his eyes as the (h/c) haired man prodded at his shoulder, where the pain was worst.

“You broke four of your ribs and even dislocated your shoulder, yet you continued fighting. Are you an idiot?” Trafalgar said, and (m/n) glared at him before stretching his arm. Trafalgar sighed as the man winced and cussed as he inspected his shoulder again. “Seriously (m/n). If we hadn’t gotten you when we had, you would either have died from internal bleeding or hypothermia.”

“It’s not as if I could do anything other than escape. What do you think I am, a damsel in distress. Sorry to burst your bubble, but there was no way in hell I was going to stay there like a “good little boy”. If anything, I was going to fight my way out, and that’s what I did.” Trafalgar sighed before walking up to the smaller man, and slapping him. A look of shock spread over (m/n)’s face, before he burst out laughing. “Man, Law! You’ve gotten weak, there was no pack in that slap.”

“You want me to slap you again?” Trafalgar asked as he pushed (m/n) down and went over to grab some more bandages. “You’re too reckless, not only did you fight over thirty people by yourself, but you did so after jumping out of a window. In, you did so in the middle of winter while wearing only a shirt. I think I have the right to slap you as much as I want. You aren’t part of a group anymore, (m/n). And you haven’t fought in years, what did you expect the outcome to be?” (m/n) hummed, before lifting his arm so that Trafalgar could wrap it.

“I didn’t expect much. But you don’t have enough faith in me. ‘The Mask’ is still somewhere in here. But you’re right, I shouldn’t have gotten hit so many times.” Trafalgar sighed again, placing the bandage aside before he started walking for the door. “Law, where is Ace, I need to talk to him this instant. Tell him to bring Haruto too, I need to talk to him as well.”

“I’ll get them right now. Oh, and before I forget.” He turned back to face (m/n) and tossed him a small object. (m/n) caught it and froze. Trafalgar gave him a bored look as (m/n) pocketed the object. “I also found some more information on subject 99. I take it that you’ll need that later.” (m/n) nodded, smiling at Trafalgar.

“Thanks Law, although I didn’t really expect you to get it.” Trafalgar snorted,

“Who do you think I am? Kid?” (m/n) laughed as he played with the object within his pocket.

“No, you are much more reliable than Eustass. Good job Trafalgar, as anticipated, you are a good errand boy.” Trafalgar snorted before walking out of the room, leaving (m/n) smiling. He then gave himself time to think. Anyone who met him for the first time, would think that he was a polite person who respected boundaries. They would think that he was an author that was extremely dedicated to his work, and maybe a bit unsociable. But get to know him like Ace did, and you would have a completely different picture.

“I am like a child assassin. At first glance, I appear innocent, but turn your back on me for a second and game over for you.” He said out loud, jumping when he heard a chuckle at the door.

“That sure is right. In public you’re nice and hardworking, but if you ever get torn from a crowd and faced with someone you don’t like, you go cold and deadly. At least that’s how you were back when you worked for me. Isn’t that right, (m/n)?” He smiled at the tall man that entered the room.

“Whitebeard, I didn’t expect you to still be here.” Whitebeard laughed and stepped aside to reveal Ace and Haruto, who looked revealed that he was awake. Whitebeard smiled at the two, before leaving himself. Haruto jumped for (m/n) , but stopped himself as he remembered what had happened the last time he had tried. Ace walked up to (m/n) and whispered something in his ear so that Haruto couldn't hear.
“Shanks went to take care of Doflamingo’s system. I’m going after Aoki.”

“Good luck, tell Shanks that he should pay mind to those strings that Doflamingo likes to pull. They tend to leave people in tangled messes.” Ace nodded before tipping his hat to Haruto and leaving. “Now, now Haruto, it isn’t very polite to not tell your dad what you really are.” (m/n) chided as he drank some water that had been resting beside him. Haruto looked over at (m/n) with wide eyes as his adoptive father just smirked.

“How… How did you-,”

“Honestly did you expect me not to know? The first time I saw you you had gotten a gem out of a high security store. In addition, you claim to have been clumsy your whole life, but you caught a glass when I dropped it the other day. You’re reflexes are on point, and you also don’t have the body of someone who doesn’t do sport. Not that I mind you’re a personal assassin, but really. I’m not as dumb as some might think.” (m/n) summarised as Haruto just stared at him in shock.

“But… how would you know I’m an assassin?” (m/n) tilted his head to the side as he smiled.

“Because I used to be one.” Haruto’s took a step back as (m/n) laughed slightly. “Even the most beautifully sculpted roses have thorns. And I happen to be one that’s covered in poison. Oh well, I’m no longer an assassin, so calm yourself. That was years ago.” Haruto nodded and (m/n) sighed. “Sorry, I must have freaked you out huh?” Haruto nodded slightly,

“Yeah, kinda. I just didn’t expect it, since you’re so nice and all.” (m/n) hummed, and Haruto felt the atmosphere go from really tense to very friendly.

“Well who cares about the past. In my opinion, it just causes pain. As soon as Trafalgar deems it okay for me to leave, we’ll go roast those marshmallows, eh?” Haruto was dumbfounded as the sudden change in mood, but quickly shook it off as he smiled awkwardly at the 23 year old in front of him.

“Sure.” But what he didn’t know, was that at the moment, (m/n) was trying his best not to think about all the possibilities that could stop him from spending time with the teen. His number one worry being… Just before he could say something else, Trafalgar came running into the room, sweat beads forming on his head as he shouted at the (h/c) haired man,

“(m/n)! Aoki wasn’t at his hideout! Apparently he’s heading straight here!”